He seemed to like me looking at his cock and I like looking at it. i had a huge desire to want him to fuck me. He then offered me coffee. I had to say...yes to be able to stay longer. We sat in the living room and drank the coffee. He sat with his legs spread as I was sure he liked to flaunt that cock of his. Then he said for me to get naked and relax with him. It was comfy to not have clothes on. I am not sure why, but I stood and stripped anked in front of him. He told me to sit next to him. i. After that I had some mutual friends telling me to watch out for Dian as she was seen with bad company, a tatoed guy who fixes our cars named Tony. I never entertained that possibility about Tony and Diane. Tony is a greez monkey, a wonderer who rides on borrowed motorcycles and changes car oil for a living. He maintain our cars for minimum pay. Even back when we just married and I'm at home Dian and Tony would go together to buy car parts and it was just odd to see them having an affair since. He saw me, saw all of me, and his eyes went wide. He stammered “Excuse me”, and backed out. I was both mortified and excited. It even today turns me on to think of him looking at me.”I was on her story. “Well, I don’t think that counts either. It wasn’t voluntary; you didn’t engage with him in any sexual way.”She laughed. “I guess neither of us is very good at this.”We chatted on, and after that first exchange, it was easier to talk about our first boyfriend/girlfriend. And our first. Standing to put on her heels she could feel the garter straps strain andrub her upper thighs a feeling she had learned to love because of itsassociations with feminine wiles. Using something as simple as a littleelastic strip of cloth to beguile someone was a wonderful feeling.Slipping into heels added to her feelings of being an enchantress.Looking over to the closet Peggy settled on a tan Burberry trench thatfell just below the knee. With it still being light out and justbeginning to cool off.